Even from across the open area of the pool Jada could feel his gaze on her, an icy feeling on the back of her neck. That gaze both scared and excited her. He was a dangerous man, although he didn't seem dangerous.
Dangerous men didn't normally hang out at block parties and buy all the children ice cream at the community pool. Sitting poolside, Jada watched the neighborhood kids do back flips off of the diving board and reveled in the sun warming her skin.
Evansdale was a small community and during these summer months everyone went there when they had time to spare. The twenty-somethings tended to stay beneath large parasols drinking the beer and wine coolers they'd snuck it. It seemed to Jada they only came to show off new bikinis and flaunt their ill-gotten riches.
Jada escaped that life when she went off to college, but she was back now. She was back to spend one last summer in the "hood" before going to med school in New York.
Jada spread out her towel poolside on the opposite end of the pool. She wouldn't go near them, not anymore. She'd gone to school with them and grew up with them. She knew all of their names but they weren't the same people, they were all dangerous now and their lifestyle was what Jada mama called "sticky". If you get to close you'll find yourself stuck there. Jada couldn't get stuck. That's why she ignored Xavier.
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She remembered X before he was leading this band of hooligans. In middle school he was tall skinny and white, he stuck out like a sore thumb. He was a foster kid from Polk County, so innately all the boys in school fucked with him. He quickly proved he was not the one to fuck with.
He dominated every fight with no concern to consequence. Jada was a little attracted to that danger in him, Jada had the hugest crush on him, and she'd told no one. She could only imagine what her mom would say, her friends, and his friends, even him. No to mention she was painfully shy and extremely self-conscious, being one of the darkest girls in school with a short crooked afro.
Needless to say she was teased mercilessly.
Eventually Jada shed her ugly duckling status and when she returned home after her freshman year in college they began to notice her, in a good way. They invited her out with them, they spent extravagantly at local bars and strip clubs and Jada was reveling in the sudden and welcome attention.
One night that summer, Jada was with a few "friends" in a strip club. It was a group of six of them four guys and three girls plus Jada all sharing a VIP room with private dancers, there were bottles everywhere and they all were a "little" high on something. X walked in flanked by two guys and the entire room paused to acknowledge his presence. He scanned the room with icy gray eyes as if individually approving everyone in attendance.
His eyes stopped on Jada and a chill ran down her spine, she was that little shy girl again, fiending for his attention.
Walking back from the bathroom, X seemed to appear from the shadows of the hall. He grabbed her by the wrist gentle enough to not alarm her but with enough firmness to know she couldn't refuse.
"Jada," He said her name softly. She couldn't believe he knew her name or even remembered it.
This shock along with her the fact that merely being so close to him turned her on rendered her silent. He smelled smoky like Kush and cologne, and long since filled out his frame with lean wiry muscles.
"You've come a long way from that little girl I remember." He said as he ran his fingers up her arm. His touch made her nipples pucker.
"I grew up," She said softly, and she had.
She'd grown more hips than she knew what to do with, that tapered to her narrow waist, slight shoulders and breast that were perfect handfuls. Xavier trailed his fingers over her collarbone and down her breastbone not stopping until they nestled between her breasts. Jada released the breath she didn't know she was holding.
"What are you doing here?" He asked stepping closer to her. "You're supposed to be the smart one, supposed to go off to college make a shit load of money and come back here so we can extort it."
"That's not funny." She said with a smile. "I'm not that smart, I just didn't have anyone to steer me in the wrong direction." She was trying to be cheeky, she wasn't sure if it came off that way. X didn't seem charmed by it.
He pulled her close by the hips, his erection flush against her lower stomach, and lips a breath away. "No one here is leading you away, I've seen you come too far to let any of the fuckers mess it up."
In the next moment his lips were on hers, drawing her in sucking and nibbling her lips. It took Jada a minute to get over the shock of it. She ran her hands up his chest and X growled into their kiss. His hands were groping her ass and weaving into the tight coils of her hair. He didn't stop kissing her until her nipples were painfully taut and pussy sopping.
With a reluctant groan he pulled away, "After tonight," He said in a husky voice, "Don't talk to them, don't hang around them, and don't associate with them. That includes me. You have something great ahead of you; this life isn't going to lead you anywhere good."
"No, wait, don't leave yet." She pleaded when he pulled away.
He grinned, "If we don't stop you're not gonna leave here a virgin,"
She grinned back, "But I didn't come here a virgin."
"You should really go," He said pulling her by the hips. Jada went willingly, pressing kisses down his chin to his neck.
"Go," He said as he fisted her dress with one hand while his other explored the exposed flesh of her thigh. He groped handfuls of her ass while wedging a knee between her legs,
"Last chance," He warned, Jada answered by grinding against his legs.
He quickly spun her, pressing her up against the wall. He teased and pinched her nipples then reached between her legs to find her swollen clit. Jada moaned pressing her ass against his bulge.
"Goddamn, your pussy is so wet," He said so close to her ear, "Stay still,"
Jada did as he said anticipating his next move. Suddenly, she felt the chill of cold steel against her inner thigh. She started as she realized it was a gun.
"Scared?" He asked with a laugh in his voice.
"Not of you," She rasped
"Good," He said before piercing her slick folds in one quick stroke. She gasped and the sound was music to his ears. He pulled back and plunged in reveling in her wet pussy clamped around his cock.
"Damn, do you know how much I've thought about you?" He said close to her ears. He began to pump harder.
